Kendrick was reaching the limit of his patience—he could hardly resist the urge to scoop up his little rabbit and take her home right now.
But since he had already agreed to play this game, leaving abruptly wouldn’t just be unsportsmanlike—it would be downright rude.
Fine. He’d let his little rabbit play around a bit longer. He wanted to see just how long it would take before she finally remembered that he was still a patient and maybe—just maybe—gave him a little attention.
Though Kendrick’s expression remained blank, Jaime Vazquez, standing beside him, could feel the icy chill radiating from him.
The cold air around them was practically biting.
Jaime Vazquez silently complained in his heart. This wasn’t Ms. Sanchez’s fault—it was all because Mr. Gregory was being stubborn.
If he ha
